Trick. He has been so often baffled, that he grows contemptible. Were he here, should he see you enter into my closet; yet—
Wood. You are like to be put upon the trial, for I hear his voice.
Trick. 'Tis so: go in, and mark the event now: 100 be but as unconcerned, as you are safe, and trust him to my management.
Wood. I must venture it; because to be seen here would have the same effect, as to be taken within. Yet I doubt you are too confident.
[He goes in.
Enter Limberham and Brainsick.
Limb. How now, Pug? returned so soon!
Trick. When I saw you came not for me, I was loth to be long without you.
Limb. But which way came you, that I saw you not?
Trick. The back way; by the garden door.
Limb. How long have you been here?